"Hmm." Zhenfeng touched her forehead with his hand and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay, the fever has subsided." ”

"Zhenfeng, actually, I came to him yesterday for something-"

"No need to say anything, I know." Zhenfeng interrupted her and gently took her into his arms: "As long as you're okay." ”

"Zhenfeng-" Mo Mo wept, grabbed his clothes, gritted his teeth and swallowed into his stomach.

"I hope - no matter what happens in the future, the first thing that comes to your mind is me. I am your dependence. ”

Momo was speechless, but his hand tightened.

I went downstairs, but it was still quiet.

"He's there, do you want to say hello to him?" Zhenfeng looked at Momo.

Mo Mo saw the trusting and calm gaze in his eyes, and his heart was very moved.

"I'll come when I go."

"There's no hurry. I'll be waiting for you in the living room. Zhenfeng smiled softly.

"Okay." Momo smiled at him too.

Wang Zi's study.

The room was filled with a thick smell of smoke. Maybe he didn't fall asleep until dawn.

Mo Mo frowned, walked in quickly and pushed open the window.

Wang Zi was lying on the desk, holding a photo in his hand.

Mo Mo could see that he secretly photographed it when she was living in Ziyuan.

In the photo, she smiled mischievously for some reason, and made a victory gesture in her hand.

Moved his gaze to one side of Wang Zi's face, which still had her finger prints. I can't help but feel chou's pain.

Tears slipped down silently, leaning down, she wanted to reach out to touch the red and swollen piece, her hand reached into the air and shrunk back, put it in her mouth and bit it hard, blood flowed out without knowing it.

Mo Mo, Li Mo, how can you do this to him? Misunderstood him again and again and hurt him?

You deserve to go to 18 levels of hell!

Momo's chest was filled with painful guilt, and a suppressed choking came out of his throat.

Wang Zi woke up, but he didn't open his eyes.

He was afraid that he would be reluctant to give up the woman in front of him.

I didn't want to watch her leave soberly, so I had to pretend that I didn't wake up.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Mo Mo buried his head deeply, choked back tears and whispered: "I'm a bad woman." It's not worth it for you to do this to me. Forget about me, you will find someone a hundred times better than me. ”

Momo turned, his hand grabbed.

She knew it was him, and with her other hand she caressed her mouth tightly to prevent the cry from escaping, and turned her back to him.

"Have you ever loved me?" Wang Zi lowered his voice.

Mo Mo nodded heavily and cried: "Love...... Loved. ”

Wang Zi shook hands with her, her hands were hot, and her hands were cold.

Ten fingers interlocked.

Long.

He spoke slowly, "Me too." Deeply loved. The voice is like a wind blowing through a broken wind drum: "I wish you happiness." ”

He slowly let go of her hand, looked away from his affectionate gaze, and turned his face to the side, his heart aching.

Momo's heart was cold, and he felt empty.

She knew that he had let it go completely.

She should have been happy, but for some reason, she was so sad.

The empty mountain overflows with endless desolation.

Momo wiped away his tears and glanced apologetically at Zhenfeng who was sitting in the living room.

Zhenfeng stood up, didn't say anything, and took her shoulder.

As soon as he got out of the gate, a servant came up and opened his mouth and said, "Less-" As soon as he said a word, seeing the Zhenfeng who was hugging Momo, he changed his words again: "Our old lady invites you to go to the back garden." This gentleman is waiting here. As he spoke, he glanced at Momo thoughtfully and led the way.

Momo glanced at Zhenfeng worriedly.

Zhenfeng gave her a reassuring smile: "What should come is always to be faced." Go ahead, I'll be waiting for you here. ”